DROGO
I feel worse after the fourth glass of wine. Normally it helps me control my urge and think clearly, but instead—
The room is spinning, Rean is going crazy, and my bones are starting to feel heavy.
“You okay?” Camilla’s hands snake around me. Soft and calm. “Do you need my help?”
I exhale, my gaze locked on the fire. I shut my eyes, teeth gritting. “How did you get out?”
“You asked the guard to let me out. You wanted me ready before your arrival.”
Right, I had ordered her out. That was a dumb question.
She comes in front of me, holding my face. She is naked. Her body is flushed from the heat effect.
“I missed you,” she whispers and pulls closer.
Her lips press against mine, kissing me. Her mouth moves desperately as she presses her body against mine.
I hold her waist, kis
